Looking out my window

What do I see

Seven hundred houses

Scattered in front of me

Silence all around me

Deafening the air

Not a sign of anyone

I just have to stare

What is this madness

My hopes and dreams are sand

All the signs that led me home

Are scattered to the wind

Im searching for my friends

And shaking in my skin

Where have all of my saints gone

Will they come marching in

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

What can be done

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

Now

Lets pick up the pieces

From this tragedy

You and I must come to terms

With this reality

Im lost and Im looking

My citys washed away

But you know that Ill be back

Im coming back to stay

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

What can be done

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

Now

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

What can be done

What can be done

Another storm to overcome

Now